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call on waiting
same old jingles
repeating as I
come to realize
the blessing of
waiting not able
to do anything else
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Jun20
Tag Archives: presence
Jun13
Dreams From The California Notebooks 02
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I cannot be richer than
on summer nights
deep in silence
and beauty
open wide open
window mind soaring
above a few clouds strolling
by the moon
the language of nature
whispering to me the
dreams to come
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May30
Beauty Between Silences
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I load on beauty
between silences
those of plants and
lack of rain
these shivering
when reefers come
are not gossip or loud
news they are stanzas
needing spaces
in between needing
solid whites an invisible
bench to sit on
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May27
Poetry is…
A very brief video of a poem read in the Coachella Valley, California.
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
May24
Dancing Thoughts
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approaching the day
with dancing
thoughts
to linger in god’s
presence
light
that stays with me
at night
and in my slumber
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May16
Beauty Lingering Unseen
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it’s an afterward
moving
this of giving poetry
a way
to talk about the beauty
lingering
unseen
sensitivity shining
bright
in our darker days
when we
think there’s little
to be seen
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May3
New Landscapes
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I left the valley
green and humid
where wind was but
a rare guest for
the coast to be blown
away by crosswinds
sunlight and waves running
around with my wet suit
catching waves long
trips to the unknown
marine depths now I find
myself in the desert away
from things experienced
before synced in with my
passion for the new
landscapes of the spirit
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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Apr25
My Abiding
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I prefer the warm
rays of love to the
chills of any fear to
the dampness of
uncertainty
I like to see long
shadows departing
from me on any side
I don’t care as long
as they witness
my abiding
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Apr18
The Tenderness Of The Sky
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it’s the tenderness
of the sky
laying his shroud
over me
in the morning that
opens my eyes
to gratitude
glimpses of love
peeking through
as little drops left
after the rain
on the heads
of grass blades
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks Vol. 02
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Mar28
Now I Lay Me Down…
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it is right by the side
of the road the Cathedral
In The Pines Cemetery
as if you could just roll
off the side of the road
dead and ready to lay
where there are no fences
but some more noise to
endure or is it a reminder
when the sun hides
at sunset behind red
blood colored clouds
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Mar21
A Thousand Dawns
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the seduction of silence
lays in between pages
behind printed letters
it breaths and live
in spite of your sight
beauty that never gets
old a thousand dawns
rising slowly within
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Dec20
A Hint Of Poetry
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I wish no one
to die without a hint
of poetry
a hue of love
compassion or
passion
I wish you
all the urge to cross
over this
threshold
while in your home
a nice skin
seeking a touch
from heaven to come
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This poem is at page 107 in the new “California Notebooks 02” soon to be out!
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Dec13
The Right Place
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you just know
when you are in
the right place
your soul stretches
out and fly you follow
it somehow with words
and without
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Part of the new “California Notebooks 02”, coming soon!
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Dec6
Description of a Transition – Closing of the California Notebooks 02
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poetry is
the description
of a transition
the details
of a voyage
into new unknown
lands laying
beside us all along
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This is the poems that comes right before the last one in my new book “California Notebooks 02”, coming soon!! This one is almost at the end… the last poem is a surprise.
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Nov15
An Upside Down World
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tonight
the moon is full
emptied from a thousand
engagements I lay in hot
water maybe illuminated
from the sky is the silence
repose approaching
hidden from light
an upside down world
a somersault and a wriggle to
find myself wondering star under
inside some lights I turn off before
the thoughts – then the eyes
slightly vibrating
weightless in the space
I found within
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